Thursday, 31 July 2008

To Spring, with Coffee

There is a coffee-stain on my heart;
dark as greed,
persistent as a rumour.

Spill over memories of laughter
poisoning me softly,
like a warm hug.

Bright spring sun
parching smiles from my lips.
Liquid peace,
liquid 'me's
ooze away in the gentle breeze.

There's a restlessness rising
deep within.
Got to outrun
the caffeine rainbow.

Written on March 19, 2008. This is the poem I mentioned in a previous post.

1 comment:

  1. Got to outrun
    the caffeine rainbow.

    There's some things you never can outrun... You can run all your life and you still won't be far enough away...

    Which is not, altogether, a bad thing...